Getting to know the Ulfric
Willow uncurled herself from her sleeping position. She felt so
much better for the nap. She wondered what the guys were up to.
She hopped off the bed and put on her sneakers. She left her cabin
in what she hoped was the right direction towards Richard's.
Logically they would be there.
She knocked on the door and called out. "It's Willow. Can I
come in?" She heard a muffled reply and took that as an
affirmative. She walked right into the cabin. She was greeted by a
Richard was walking out of his bathroom clad in nothing but a pair
of tight-fitting blue jeans. His long brown hair curled wetly
against his neck and shoulders. Water droplets slowly slid from his
hair down his very well-toned body. Oh, to be that water droplet.
Willow gave a mental sigh. She realized she was ogling and blushed
slightly. Richard gave a knowing smile of his own. She was so
She decided that a distraction was in order. "So, what have you
been up to while was in the land of Nod?" She gave him a big
smile and plopped down on his bed. "Where did Tweedle Dee and
Tweedle Da go to?"
Richard took a flannel shirt out of his suitcase. He looked at
Willow with a questioning glance. "Tweedle Dee and Tweedle
Willow gave an evil smile. "The bodyguard bookends, Jamil and
Shang-Da, shouldn't they be here body-guarding and such?" She
waved her hand around in a regal manner to emphasize her point.
Richard smiled at that. "They are securing the perimeter and
such. I wouldn't call them that if I was you. I'm not sure
if Shang-Da has a sense of humor." He finished buttoning up his
shirt. Willow was sad to see that chest disappear.
"So, what were you up to while I was out for the count?"
Willow enquired. She didn't get to spend time alone with the
Ulfric. This was an opportunity to find out what goes on in the
mind of an especially yummy specimen.
Richard sat down next to Willow with a sigh. "I was just
pondering the last time I was here."
Willow tried not to think too much about the fact that Richard was
only inches away from her. "I heard what you said to Verne. I
assumed something of the bad happened last time you visited."
Richard gave a nod. "You could say that. Last time, I was here
I got thrown in jail on false charges. Anita had to come and get me
out. And where Anita goes, trouble always follows."
Willow gave a nod of her own. "Yeah, I get that. She has a lot
of chaotic energy around her." She looked over at Richard.
"Why were you here in Myerton? Visiting friends?"
"Not exactly. I was finishing up my Masters degree with field
research on the Lesser Smokey Mountain Troll."
Willow interrupted, "I thought they were extinct."
"No, that's the Greater Smokey Mountain Troll. The ones I
was studying are a protected species. They're harmless to
Willow looked perplexed. "Why would you get thrown in jail for
Richard's eyes clouded over. He must be thinking of all that had
happened. "That is a complex tale. I was also auditioning for a
replacement lupa. I was dating several women. One of them falsely
accused me of rape. She had gotten paid off by this eccentric
millionaire that wanted to discredit me. The millionaire wanted the
land that the trolls were living on. I was an obstacle to that
Willow laid a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Well, with you
being free and all, I would assume that everything worked out okay
in the end."
Richard shrugged his shoulders. "Yes, it worked out but not
without a lot of bloodshed."
Willow gave him a small comforting smile. "We live in a violent
world. It is just the way of things." She didn't like
seeing anyone sad. Maybe she could make him smile. "So,
you've been playing the Dating Game for a while then?"
"Yup, I have to. The pack needs a lupa. It is hard to find a
woman that wants me for something besides being ulfric."
"Aw, come on! I'm sure there are plenty of women out there
that are just interested in you for your body." When she
realized what she had said, she slapped a hand over her mouth. She
turned a brilliant shade of red to match her hair.
Richard gave out a chuckle. "Thanks for the words of
encouragement." He gave her a toe-curling big smile.
Willow wanted to melt right there. "Sorry, my mouth gets away
from me. I'm in a constant state of embarrassment. I'm
surprised I'm not permanently blushed."
Richard leaned in towards Willow. "I think your blushing is
endearing." He raised a hand to her face and traced the curve of
her cheek. Willow managed to only lean in a little into the
caress. She was completely in control. The hormones were not in
charge of this situation. `Who Am I kidding?' she thought.
The intimate moment was spoiled with a knocking at the cabin door.
Richard stood up and went to the door. Jamil called out to say that
it was him with company. Richard opened the door. Jamil came in
followed by Verne and a woman.
The woman that followed Verne had a presence about her. She seemed
to radiate a calming aura to everyone that surrounded her. She had
long pale silver blond hair. Willow liked her immediately. She was
kind. Willow could tell.
The woman gave Richard a hug. "It is good to see you again."
She then turned and faced Willow. "And you must be my new pupil,
Willow. I'm Marianne. I'm Oak Tree clan's vargamor."
Willow gave Marianne a tentative smile. "Not to sound ignorant
or anything but what is a vargamor?"
Willow was rewarded with a kindly smile from Marianne. "No, that
is entirely fine to ask. Many clans no longer fill that position.
A vargamor is the pack's wise woman. A guide if you will.
Usually the position is held by a human witch."
"I'm a witch."
Marianne nodded at her. "Yes, I can tell. It will be
interesting few days. Won't it?"
Willow hoped that Marianne would be able to help her. She needed
some sort of guidance. Dealing with spiritual possession was a
Verne interrupted their conversation. "Richard, I would like to
have an official welcoming ceremony in your honor. Oak Tree Clan
owes a debt to Thronnos Rokke Clan for the help you gave regarding
Richard nodded. "How about in a few days? We are still
unwinding from the road. We need to go and get something to eat."
Verne smiled. "Roxanne is fixing supper as we speak. You are
all invited to my house for supper."
They all walked out to their cars. Marianne rode with Verne while
Willow and the others followed in the SUV. Willow wondered what
Verne's lupa, Roxanne, would be like. Would she be as nice as
Verne and Marianne? And what of the rest of the pack. She again
lapsed into her many thoughts as they rode along the country roads.